Chapter 551: who am I

All around, killing intent shook the sky.

Seeing these ordinary soldiers lose their lives one by one, Zhang Yifeng, who had been outside the incident, finally planned to do something.

However, when he wanted to stimulate the aura in his body, he was shocked to discover that the aura in his body was so small that it almost didn't exist!

"How could this happen, who am I?" At this moment, even Zhang Yifeng himself was confused.

"You are the general of the Haike Empire!"

"I am the general of the Haike Empire..."

"Yes, I am the general of the Haike Empire!" Zhang Yifeng seemed to think of something.

He raised the sword in his hand and shouted, "Brothers, kill me! Kill all these Japanese bandits and defend the Haike Empire to the death!"

"Death to defend the Haike Empire!"

"Death to defend the Haike Empire!"

Following Zhang Yifeng's roar, the soldiers who had been slaughtered and embarrassed were morale boosted one by one, brandishing their weapons again, and fighting with the enemy.

Each body was torn apart by the sword in Zhang Yifeng's hand, and the blood stained the ground.

There was a pungent smell of blood everywhere.

Zhang Yifeng waved the sword in his hand again and again, even he himself did not know how many people he had killed.

Although the soldiers resisted desperately, the number of enemies was too much. He watched his soldiers pierced with spears and corpses.

Finally, there were only dozens of his own soldiers around him.

There is no fear in his eyes, but a strong madness!

"kill!"

With a sword in his hand, Ji Wu, he once again killed the crowd.

He fought for several hours with **** feet and feet. He killed hundreds of people, and a thick wall of corpses was stacked around him.

when!

There was a sound of a sharp blade breaking, and the sword in his hand was finally overwhelmed and broke.

"Death to defend the Garland Empire!"

A soldier shouted, and his head was chopped off by a war knife.

The last soldiers around him also died.

The surroundings fell into silence again, only the cold wind blowing the battle towel made a hunting sound.

puff!

The light of the knife flashed, Zhang Yifeng's head flew up in the sky, and the blood was thrown, dyeing the sky red.

What followed was endless darkness.

"Is this the feeling of death..."

When the sword slashed through Zhang Yifeng's head, he could still clearly feel that the sound made when the blade rubbed against the bones and flesh and blood was toothy and creepy!

His head was flying in the air, and he could even see his body without a head!

Around him, corpses were everywhere, and blood flowed into rivers.

"Farewell...my soldiers...Farewell...my empire!"

Zhang Yifeng's consciousness finally dissipated like sparks.

"Haha, kill me, kill them all!" Suddenly, consciousness returned again.

Zhang Yifeng is still a general holding a saber. Behind him are millions of soldiers. The queue is neatly arranged. The red wing of the armor is hunting and hunting in the wind, with a chilling air.

However, in front of him are ordinary civilians.

They have men, women, old people, children, poor people in patched clothes, and gorgeous businessmen...

They all knelt on the ground with their heads folded.

The cry of women and the cry of children became a film.

And above them were a sword and spear, and the soldiers with bloodthirsty rays on their faces.

Puff puff!

The sword slashed across, and his head fluttered.

The spear pierced and pierced countless holes in the ordinary people who had no resistance.

The screams once again became a film.

In an instant, thousands of people died under the sword.

However, the killing continued.

"Stop, stop for me! Don't kill anymore." Zhang Yifeng's eyes were splitting and eager. These are people who have no power to bind chickens, how can they be killed like this.

"General, these are the people of the traitor, they should be killed!" a soldier said to Zhang Yifeng.

After finishing speaking, he waved his sword and beheaded the three kneeling prisoners in front of him.

"Snapped!"

Zhang Yi was angry and slapped the soldier on the face.

"Who gave the order!"

The soldier was bleeding from the corners of Zhang Yifeng's big mouth. Looking at Zhang Yifeng who was furious, he tremblingly said: "General...General...this, isn't this your order to slaughter the city?"

"When did I give such an order?" Zhang Yi was angry with the wind, and the veins bloomed, like the rhizomes of the old trees.

As a human being, seven points of evil do not forget to leave three points of good roots!

If it were his order, how could he not be impressed, and he would never let his soldiers act against unarmed civilians.

"General, this is indeed your order just now!" The surrounding soldiers said in unison.

Zhang Yifeng sat on the ground, he would give such a brutal order.

"Stop, stop for me!" Zhang Yifeng roared.

Unfortunately, his voice was completely covered by the piercing screams.

A few minutes later.

Hundreds of thousands of prisoners were slaughtered.

The dead prisoners all had resentful expressions on their faces, their eyes bursting, and they stared at Zhang Yifeng.

As if to say again: "Why are you killing us!"

Suddenly, the undead flew out from the corpses, reaching out and flying towards Zhang Yifeng.

"You messenger, you pay my life, pay ours"

"what!"

Surrounded by thousands of evil spirits.

Zhang Yifeng finally couldn't endure the suffering from the soul, holding his head and screaming.

I don't know when, Zhang Yifeng finally calmed down.

He slowly opened his eyes.

Soldiers with swords and spears were still around.

But he squatted on the ground with his head.

The same scene as before, but this time, he was not a general, but a captive waiting to be slaughtered.

"Woo...ah..."

Cries poured into ears again.

"Kill all these prisoners." The general armed with a sword gave an order.

Puff puff.

Blood spattered, and the massacre began again.

The scene was exactly the same as before.

At the last moment, he was the commander-in-chief general, but at this moment, he became a prisoner.

Is it all just an illusion?

Or is it that he has always been squatting on the ground waiting for the prisoners to be killed, and everything before that is just a fantasy in his heart?

Perhaps it is. When people are bullied by others, they always imagine that they are the one who is bullying.

But if this is the case, is the scene where he fought with his soldiers in blood before is true or false?

Could it be that he also imagined it?

Perhaps when a person is about to die, his thinking will become very fast, and many things can be thought of in an instant.

"If it's an illusion, why is it so real?" Zhang Yifeng's eyes were puzzled. Even if he was a formation master, he didn't know what a sophisticated formation it was!

Soon, he discovered that when he carefully recalled the scene before, everything became blurred again, as if he had a dream. After waking up, he could no longer remember the scene in the dream.

Maybe it's just an illusion.